Launched in 2017, Fleur de Point is an original creation that mixes words with smells.
Each work starts with a text that tells the story of an instant of life, of a vision of nature, or simply of the world around us.
Each story is therefore reinterpreted through olfaction to become a perfume.
The reader/scent is free to choose how to live the experience!
I wanted to bring a secondary dimension to the texts, by giving them the opportunity to endure after the reading.
I also wanted the olfactory creations to have a real story.
The person smelling and reading is immersed in the work and the experience is thus more intense.
3 perfumes of the concept are born in 2018 so that “perfume you with the words” can be reality everyday
I’m not a poet nor a perfumer. I am just the creator of a concept linking two things I personally
love, that is, smelling and writing.
It is a real pleasure for me to create each piece in order to offer a pleasant instant, a moment of discovery.
Today the adventure continues and ideas are always in preparation for the future…
The air was heavy near the counter, The sweet smell of the smoke of cigars Permeated the soft exotic fabric, brought from distant […]
Full of enthusiasm, she shines with her jewels. So happy, she calls him honey. With passion, she throws her arms around him. So clever […]
He is the ruler of the Colchis Kingdom, Cruising down the riverside at the beginning of the day, In search of a new destiny […]
Woven by tradition, she decided to make some trousers. With her hot tight cotton, she dressed the companions. Dyed in different […]
In the ebony night, she walks, The neon light dances on the wet asphalt. Close to the glass, she bends over, He invites her for […]
Slipping on the hot and dark bark, Attracted by the dampness of dawn, The Python ripples and dances […]
All of a sudden, all the forest has darkened, The birds have flown without a sound. The rhythm of hooves can be heard from […]
The vestiges of a gone modernity Now leave room for erected ruins; The window panes lay broken In ancient […]
At number 9, rue Tverskaïa, stood a small shop, From which hot steam and […]
From the prison’s window, Goliath was looking at the sky. Johanne had […]
A legend tells that in the distant land of Eïjah, As soon as night falls, a green […]
A big hungry tiger had been walking for days now. The forest was destroyed and he could […]
Sitting in the boudoir of her house in Lombardy, Selena took a book on exquisite pleasures. […]
She was bathing in the red lights near the piano bar. Whisky was running in the glasses on […]
This strange flower hidden in the rock, Looks as if it came directly from a molten star, Its articulate stems cling to […]
The clock struck eight in Kirsbury’s castle, The cutlery reflected the light of the sunset, Lady Camilla was peacefully […]